it was a total disaster
the bitching
and all just make me go crazy
the changing of each one of us,
is obviously showing.
the every step we take just tells me;

we're finally thirteen.

its just how humans work
we're never content with what we have
its just for ever asking for more.
then, i realise.
not only do we ask for more.
we expect more of others.
and then again;
its just growing up.
boys; girls; friendships; relationships,
will start to be a part of me,
then i'll think back,
what happened to that girl who once
held her mum's hand.
that one girl is now in the past.
she's now thirteen;
a teen-to-be.
no longer that lil' girl whom you used to know.